Chapter 338： Polanski

"Hurry up, Ryan, a little bit faster, your speed is too slow, you're more sluggish than the snails in the Sacramento Valley, we're going to miss the flight's takeoff time!"

Leaning on Ryan's back, Taylor screamed excitedly while patting his shoulder.

"My dear, you seem to have forgotten that we are going to take a private jet." Ryan strongly supported the little **** the back. "You are too heavy, Taylor!"

"Too heavy?" Taylor's small head stretched out from his shoulders, "Ryan, don't you think it is very rude to describe a lady like this?"

"You're just a little bit now." Ryan freed a hand and pressed her head back. "There is still a long way to go before becoming a lady."

"Huh~ wait and see." The little girl was unconvinced. "When I grow up, I must be taller than Nicole, and slimmer than Nat!"

Carrying this dead skinny face on his back, he insisted on following the little girl who went to France. Ryan led George and quickly came near the long-term private apron. Before he could get to his business jet, Taylor on his back started again. Yell.

"Wow, the painting of the plane has finally been changed."

She patted Ryan on the shoulder, jumped to the ground, and ran to the nose of the aircraft a few steps, pointing to the bright red spray on it, "I declare that this plane will belong to Miss Taylor Swift from now on! Ryan, I decide I won't hate you anymore!"

The side of the pointed nose is newly painted with a bright red ‘13’ number, and above the number, the word ‘ts’ of the same color is particularly eye-catching.

This is what the little guy strongly requested after taking the plane, whether it was Ryan or Nicole's plane, there was her mark.

"My dear, why do you like 13."

Entering the plane, Ryan pressed the naughty guy on the seat and fastened her seat belt. Bian said, "In our tradition, this is not a lucky number."

"That's your tradition, not mine." Taylor said nonchalantly.

"Okay, skip class, will take off soon." Ryan buttoned the soundproof headset to her ear.

After the plane entered a stable flight state, Taylor could not wait to unfasten the seat belt and take off the headset. "I hate this thing the most."

"It can protect your hearing and your future singing career."

"The future is far away. I really want to grow up right away."

The little guy lay his chin on the table in front of him, Ryan gently rubbed her blond hair, took the fruit basket from the cabinet next to her, and placed it in front of her.

"Take what you want."

"I want to eat grapes." The little girl opened her mouth after she said ‘ah’.

Ryan had no choice but to peel the skin and put the flesh into her mouth. Tyler squinted. He seemed to enjoy himself, "Ryan, you are the best brother."

"You are the most troublesome sister." Ryan revealed her essence ruthlessly.

"It didn't hurt people like you did, okay?" Taylor couldn't help but squat his mouth.

"Then you are the cutest sister. It's okay." Ryan shook her head helplessly, and the little girl suddenly laughed, "It's pretty much the same."

With that, she jumped off the sofa chair. "My guitar and banjo, as a reward, I decided to perform live for you!"

The plane landed slowly at Charles de Gaulle Airport. Ryan walked out of the airport holding the sleeping little girl, and Pai Jinsli, who came to pick him up, couldn't help showing a questioning look after seeing the two.

"No way, she was there when you called that day, and she was clamoring to come."

When Ryan got into the car holding Tyler, Jinsli reminded, "You are a little too spoiled for her."

"Don't talk about us, you are not like this." Ryan made a driving gesture to Jinsli.

Maybe it's that she has never started a family and has no relationship with children. Just like Nicole and Ryan, Pie Kingsley treats Taylor very well.

"Not enough setbacks are bad for Taylor's future."

"What's the disadvantage?"

Probably the vibration of the car awakened her, and Taylor opened her royal blue eyes in a daze, "Are we in Paris?"

As he said, he jumped off his seat and leaned on the window to look outside, "This is my first time in Paris."

"Turn around from the Champs Elysées and the Seine River and then back to the hotel." Ryan said to the driver.

He and Roman Polanski met in the afternoon of the next day. After the jet lag, Ryan met the infamous and famous director in an old-fashioned cafe.

The director who almost died in a Nazi concentration camp in his childhood has a great reputation throughout the Western world, and more than half of this reputation is not derived from his works, even if his works are good enough and famous.

In Roman Polanski's body, there have been two things that shocked Hollywood and even the entire United States.

In 1969, Roman Polanski went to Europe to shoot a movie. One morning, when the servants he hired went to work in his mansion, he found that his pregnant wife Sharon Tate, also a famous Hollywood movie star, was in The five people inside were tortured to death. The worst of them was cut more than 60 times on the body. Sharon Tate and the baby in her abdomen were stabbed at least 16 times...

The murderer is the famous cult organization "Manson Family". The lead messenger is their leader Charlie Manson. Although the murderer was later captured and sentenced to life imprisonment, the murderer’s motives for killing are still out of the question. Many media even suspect that Roman Polanski himself played a disgraceful role in it.

Many members of the Manson family are still active in all corners of North America. They are a group of lunatics and have assassinated President Ford.

Among Hollywood stars, there are also followers of Charlie Manson.

As for the second matter, it is a stain that Roman Polanski will never erase in his entire life.

Perhaps it was the pain caused by the loss of his wife and son. Roman Polanski’s own character is the same as his works, becoming increasingly dark. In 1978, he seduced himself in the house of the famous film star and talented actor Jack Nicholson. The 13-year-old girl star Samantha, and then fled to France, shocked the entire Western world.

Even now, Samantha himself has already withdrawn the lawsuit against him. The US Department of Justice has been staring at him. Not only did Roman Polanski dare not return to North America, he rarely even left France, which is not against the United States, and his home country Poland.

This is also the reason why Ryan came here on a special trip. After all, the other party's conditions are special. If he leaves France, he will be detained by any country and then extradited back to the United States.

In his previous life, he was placed under house arrest in Switzerland, a permanently neutral country, for nearly a year, and paid close to US$5 million in bail.

Of course, Ryan doesn't care about these at all. Hollywood has never measured the achievements of actors or directors by moral quality. Otherwise, Woody Allen would not be nominated for Oscar one after another, and Roman Polanski would not be able to win the best director Golden Man after such a huge scandal, even if he dared not go to the awards ceremony. Receive the award on the spot.

"I have read the script."

Roman Polanski, who is in his sixties, sat opposite Ryan and took a picture of the script bound together. "Even if I was a person who experienced that nightmare myself, the script I wrote was nothing more than this. ."

"Thank you." Ryan held the coffee without making any changes.

"But I don't think you are an actor suitable for Mr. Spearman." Although he knew that sitting across from him was a remarkable figure from Hollywood, but Roman Polanski didn't have any euphemisms.

"Why? Age?"

Ryan believed. It's definitely not a matter of appearance. Hair can be dyed black, and in the previous life, Polanski's favorite actor was not Adrian Brody. It was Ralph Fiennes.

That's right, they are the lunatics and murderers in Schindler's List.

"Although others say you are a genius, you are too young. Are you familiar with that period of history? Do you have that kind of life experience?"

"Mr. Polanski. I participated in "Schindler's List", and in the first half of the year, I went to Jerusalem’s Avenue of the Righteous and the Holocaust Memorial. I know nothing better about that period of history. Less." Slowly put the coffee cup on the table, Ryan gently twitched his knuckles, waiting for the words under the other party.

Roman Polanski shook his head, picked up the coffee cup in front of him and stopped talking.

Ryan sighed in vain. The other party is the first choice, but not the only choice. No one in Hollywood is indispensable. It seems that he is going to take back the script. Hollywood or Europe is interested in this theme. There should be many Jewish directors in the United States, lacking Roman Polanski’s personal experience and dark and cold style, but it’s just a little more troublesome.

"Mr. Polanski..."

Just as Ryan wanted to return to the script, Roman Polanski suddenly put down his coffee cup, "I'll take this job as a director!"

Sure enough, he is a guy with a weird character. Ryan couldn't help but slander. The other party must have made a decision before they came, and it just happened to be such a big circle.

"I have a few conditions, I want to explain in advance."

"Speak." Ryan made a please gesture.

"The location of the film is either in France or in Poland. Warsaw is the first choice."

"no problem!"

Even if he doesn't say it, Ryan will definitely do the same. He is also worried that he will choose another country and the director will be taken away before the filming of his crew is finished.

"I want all the rights of the crew including the final editing rights, of course you can be stationed in financial supervision."

"There is no problem with these!" Ryan spread his hands.

"Ryan, although your script is cold enough from the perspective of a bystander, Mr. Spearman, the style I shoot will be colder and darker. I want to make this point beforehand and don’t create differences in post-production. ."

After Ryan nodded, the Polish station got up and said before leaving, "Let your agent contact my agent as soon as possible. Before the filming starts, I need enough time to make preliminary preparations." (To be continued. .)

ps: The codeword has forgotten the time. . . . ()